Yingluo covered the left side of her face and looked at Xiao Lige in surprise with wide eyes. She couldn't believe her eyes that Xiao Lige actually hit her.

"You don't have to look at me like that." Xiao Lige looked at her coldly: "I just want you to wake up. People who betray you should no longer trust you."

"No." Yingluo shook her head: "Madam, you also love Fei Shao. Let me ask, if Fei Shao betrays you in the future, what will you think? Ignore him again, or never see him again?

"

"I..." She really wanted to say that she didn't love Mo Zifei. But as soon as she thought this, the strange expression on Mo Zifei's face when she said these words this morning popped up in her mind.

That kind of expression made her feel sad. Mo Zifei seemed sad. But why should he be sad? Mo Zifei doesn't love her, she doesn't love Mo Zifei, Mo Zifei is a zombie, she is

People, zombies and people, no good outcome...

Seeing the complicated expression on Xiao Lige's face, Yingluo smiled bitterly: "Look, madam, you will choose to forgive, right? To love a zombie is to love everything about him, including forgiving the other person's betrayal."

Xiao Lige coughed lightly: "I'm not who you think... In short, you can't let him know that you found out that he did that kind of thing with Yang Zi."

"Why?" Yingluo was puzzled.

"Because..." She hesitated, not intending to tell Yingluo too much. She just said, "I have my own thoughts, Yingluo, you should believe me unconditionally."

Yingluo's eyes moved, but she finally nodded: "Well, I believe you, madam. Because madam, you are the best master I have seen in these hundreds of years."

"Really?" She twitched the corner of her mouth. If Yingluo knew that she was a human, she would probably drain her blood right away, right?

Not thinking about this, she reached out and touched Yingluo's face. As soon as she touched Yingluo's face, she withdrew her hand. Her face turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Yingluo looked at Xiao Lige suspiciously: "Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No." Xiao Lige forced a smile: "I just think you look really ugly when you cry. Come on, let's go back and tidy up. The old lady should be up soon after breakfast, right?"

Yingluo nodded and smiled, but her smile was no longer as happy as before.

Xiao Lige no longer had time to care about this. The hand that touched Yingluo's cheek trembled a little. She secretly put it behind her and clenched her fist, and then she stopped trembling.

Just because...she had good intentions to wipe Yingluo's tears just now, but when she touched Yingluo's cheek, it was not as smooth as it looked, but dry and without elasticity.

It seems that Yingluo hasn't fully grown into a human form yet, right?

Xiao Lige didn't understand this, but she vaguely understood from some things that Yingluo inadvertently mentioned. Every advanced zombie is just like those mummies when they are born. They grow up to be the same as humans.

Look.

She had never touched a mummy before, and the touch just now really scared her.

After returning to the room and smelling the familiar fragrance of flowers in the room, her mood became more stable and her hands were no longer shaking as before.

Fortunately, Yingluo was a little uneasy because of the incident in the bamboo forest, so she never noticed anything unusual about Xiao Lige.

The good appetite she finally had disappeared again, and after eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, she asked Yingluo to take her to the old lady's place.
Chapter completed!